By Lorie Newman
Continued from I’m Done with Playing Church:
I’ve gotten such a response to this article, I thought I’d add a bit to it. I’ll let the Word of God speak for itself:
That’s right… I’m done with playing church. Now what?
I’m done… with the plastic smiles. I choose to be real.
I’m done… with Christians who walk into church like they are walking into a Country Club. I choose to enter His gates with thanksgiving.
I’m done… with Christians pretending they are perfect. I choose to be transparent.
I’m done… with churches saying “that’s the way we’ve always done it”. I choose to hold onto the commandments of God and not the traditions of men.
I’m done… with Christians who say healing services in these modern days are fake. I choose to believe By His stripes we are healed.
I’m done… with Christians who avoid fasting. I choose to go deeper through fasting.
I’m done… with people who sit in church waiting for the pastor to “bless” them. I choose the fullness of God’s grace, knowing it is through this grace that we receive one blessing after another.
I’m done… with those who think pre-schoolers are too small to learn about Jesus. I choose to believe, “Let the little ones come unto Me.”
I’m done… with Christians who mock pastors that cast out demons in the name of Jesus . I choose to believe these signs will accompany those who believe: “In Jesus’ name they will drive out demons.”
I’m done… with Christians who complain about their church but have never given a dime to God’s kingdom. I choose to give sacrificially.
I’m done… with people who stand and cheer at football games on Friday nights but walk into church like they are at a funeral. I choose to come into His courts with praise.
I’m done… with Christians who can sing Madonna’s latest hit but can’t recite the 10 commandments. I choose to hide His Word in my heart that I might not sin against Him.
I’m done… with Christian fathers who push their sons to play football, but have never taught them to read the bible. I choose to train up a child in the way he should go.
I’m done… with Christians who go into deep debt to “keep up with the Joneses” who sit next to them in Sunday School. I choose to not covet my neighbor.
I’m done… with fake “Christian-ese” on men’s lips. I choose authenticity.
I’m done… with deacons who complain about an unsaved teenager wearing a ball cap into the sanctuary. I choose to believe God says, “Come unto Me all who are thirsty, and I will give you living water.”
I’m done… with Sunday morning being the most segregated hour of the week. I choose to love my neighbor as myself.
I’m done… with Christians who think they are better because their skin is white. I choose to love, because Christ first loved me.
I’m done… with Christians who think organs are holy and drums are not. I choose to make a joyful noise unto the Lord.
I’m done… with Christians who say, “I’m fine” when really their marriage is in shambles . I choose to bear another’s burdens.
I’m done… with people who think their past should be a secret, lest they be judged by the church. I choose to bestow grace because God has bestowed it to me.
I’m done… with churches who think worship is for Sunday morning. I choose to believe my body is a temple of the Living God.
I’m done… with Christians who have swallowed the lie that we can and should control how many children God gives to us. I choose to believe God is the Author of Life and children are a heritage of the Lord.
I’m done… with Christians who don’t believe in supernatural healing. I choose to believe God is the Great Physician.
I’m done… with Christians who don’t believe in the unseen warfare all around us. I choose to believe we are not fighting against flesh and blood but against the powers of this dark world.
I’m done… with Christians who believe miracles only happened in the Bible. I choose to believe God still moves in the lives of His people.
I’m done… with Christians who call on God like He’s a cosmic genie in a bottle. I choose to believe God is “El Elyon,” the Sovereign One.
I’m done… with American Christians who think somehow they have attained all they have . I choose to believe “every good and perfect gift is from above.”
I’m done… with this “little religion box” that some Christians have put Jesus into. I choose to believe that to obey is better than sacrifice.
I’m done… with the limits that most churches put on God’s power. I choose to put my faith in God’s power not in man’s wisdom.
If you liked this article, check out: Why I Don’t Want to Be a Christian Anymore
Also, check out the “I’m Done With…” Website, a blog where frustrated followers of Christ can share what they’re done with.
Lorie is a busy homeschooling mother of six children,
including twins and two children who were internationally adopted -one from Haiti and one from Liberia. She has taught and ministered in Bible Studies for over ten years. She and her husband Duane are founders of Reaching Hands Orphan/Adoption Ministries. Through a partnership with Children’s HopeChest, Reaching Hands Ministries enables nearly 300 impoverished African orphans to receive regular food, clothing, and education. You can visit her website at lorienewman.com.